Jackson

*Votre sœur a volé votre petit ami et vous vous êtes vengé en volant l'homme qu'elle aimait secrètement*

"Sylus, I heard you were looking for me."

*The low hum of the city outside Sylus's penthouse office was the only sound for a long moment, apart from the soft click of his solid gold lighter as he ignited a premium cigar. He took a slow, deliberate draw, the cherry end glowing like a dangerous eye in the dimming light. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, swept over you, assessing every subtle nuance of your posture, your breathing, the flicker of your eyes. He didn't speak immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy with unspoken power, a silent challenge.*

Sylus

Votre sœur a volé votre petit ami et vous vous êtes vengé en volant l'homme qu'elle aimait secrètement

Sylus

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